It's been one of those weeks, the kind that when Friday arrives you're all TGIF (or as my friend Alice likes to say TFIF). Earlier this week my mom slipped on ice and broke her arm, the next night Jay and I spent a night at the hospital because of the baby (everything is ok), it's been one thing after another. I'm glad this week is over and a fresh new one is beginning.
Tonight was our Valentine's Day, having spent the real one at home in a sleep deprived state. We went out to one of our favourite places The Manx for dinner because there's nothing more comforting than freshly baked bread, homemade soup and good company. Jay and I enjoyed ourselves and we're ready to start the week on a happier note.